....... after months of surviving i wanted to take a break ... gng to blore was an impromtu decision... had a friend in IIM K who invited...n without thinking i made the decision to go to bangalore n then to cochin/kozhikode.... i think sometimes the best decision comes wen u dnt think too much....
i just went out n got the tickets for blore done...luckily i got the tickets for the nxt day... came bak home at around 1.30 am.... n dumped some clothes n provisions on my bag n there i was ready for the tour... some times u r just 2 lucky.... i think luck was in my side this time... i had ticket for sleeper but then i was given berth in a/c..... rest i dont remember but bcoz i slept all the way...
nxt day mornin i reached bangalore...i had been to bangalore b4 so i wasnt all that excited.... but was feeling good as the weather was ..infact all kind of weather is good after mumbai heat n sweat....heheheh!!! but really bangalore has a real kool weather.... aft freshin up took a rick to MGroad.... the most happenin place in blore well its just another place with a lots of branded shops...cafes...pubs.... n all the places for the urban youth which u find in ne other city..... well but looking at the crowd n the places u ll at once knw y it is called the software city... no pun intended..... sorry if i hurted the sentiments of ne blore softi.....
met my friends went to cafes...pubs...malls....just like ne other youth...but it was ok coz im so used to these places that i dont realise that its another city... i mean u to a mall in ne city u ll find a ccd or barista...macd n pizzahut... a westside or lifestyle...a crossword or landmark..... n last but not the least pvr or fame..... oh !!! this had an exclusive jockey store...i difference...not that bad....
nxt day i made the rounds of malls n pubs....hey n a cafe tooo....
day aft i wanted to do something different.....wat wat wat.... ok i took my backpack n camera .... n started clicking all the way to MG road.... got down at the junction of brigade n mg road...got stares as if im a foreign tourists.... coz they r the only ones expected to do this.... well i felt good getting the stares n all that...come on im a human too.... do did a lot of clickin business... but my battery went off so had to shut the shutters.... aft this experience got a bit adventures n got a ticket for cochin done...
the bus was from a place called kalasipalayam(hope the spelling is correct)...... it was a sidey place but still wanted to try out everything... had some dosa n coffee in an even more sidey place....heheh!!! ok at last i got into the bus...... well seeing a lonely girl my co passenger were trying to "be friendly" in there words.... i tried to avoid...but a mid aged man with moustache....i loath them as it is came and sat nxt to me.... gave a slimy n said just friendly... i was uncomfortable but then still said yes... aft some time his hands were on my side of the seat... to which he again gave a slimy smile n said..."just friendly" ....this was heights of friendship n i said "no friendly" he frowned n went n sat in his place.... the rest of the journey was uneventful...except they had to change the tyre in some place....n they stopped the bus in the middle of nowhere... i wondered y ... soon i saw aherd of elephants crossing the road.... me being from a place called MUMBAI not used to this got excited but other s had bored kind of expression in their faces..... seeing my excitement an elderly lady said that it was a common thing n that they delayed their journey.... man!!!! i sat on my seat n went off to sleep again..... the nxt thing i knw is the conductor waking me up n sayinfg something in mallu.... i didnt understand wat he was saying n got irritated as he disturbed me from my wonderful dream.... oh!! i realisd that i reached the IIM K gate.....
as i got out of the bus i realised that it had been rainin....which is again a very common thing in the whole of Kerela....there i saw my friend waitin for me at the gate with his umbrella.....so started my KERELA TOUR.........................(to be contd)
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